Art felt like he was lying on the couch for hours. His hard o looked like a rocket awaiting take off. Did Kim fall asleep? Or was she making him wait?
Soft hands touched his cheeks. She whispered, there's a tent I want to explore. Kim moved to the front of the couch. She dropped her robe, there was enough light from the bathroom so Art could see her body. Art didn't like it totally dark. His breath caught in his throat. Kim was nude. Her nipples were as hard as he was, a quick, teasing look at Kim's tone body, before she bent and pulled off his unerware. She whispered a wow and laid on top of him, pulling the blanket back over them. Art was still visualizing her sweet ass, the way her legs were so smooth. He let out a gasp when Kim laid on top of him. Her hand went over his mouth. We must make no sound! She moved her hand, and Kim's silk lips were on Art's. Their tongues met a secong later and danced to the tune of hot lust.
How perfect Kim felt to Art, in his arms, her body molded to his perfectly. His hands cupped her ass, fingertips grazing her crack. Did kim feel his dick pulsing? She certainly did! Not only was Art big, he was thick! Kim trailed her pelvic bone over his male trunk. She loved the river vein snaking itself from base to tip. If Kim was a vampire, she would suck on that vein. But she suspected this was Art's cum line. Last time the two of them were together, they were dressed, and neither one came. Their will be orgasms tonight tough.
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